Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 340



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 340

Jeong (2)

Why is that?

Even though he was clearly screaming in his head to draw his sword, Myuljeolshinni’s hand was still unable to move the sword hilt.

‘Lee Shin-ni, the elder of the Amipa, is scared…?’

He was also present when the infamous Sacheondangga’s Danggata was attacked, and he was also the Extermination God who took part in the battle that destroyed the Blood Cult’s stronghold.

But for some reason, my body couldn’t move in front of the aura radiating from the masked man in front of me.

My instincts were screaming at me, contrary to my reason telling me to draw my sword immediately.

That man’s words are not a lie.

The moment you draw your sword, you will truly die.

Immediately after a moment that was not to be missed, a drop of cold sweat ran down Myeoljeolshinni’s forehead.

The moment when a drop of sweat ran down her forehead, past her chin, fell into the air, and hit the floor.

“Both of you, calm down.”

Hwangbo Yeon stepped forward to mediate, blocking the gap between the two.

Then, the energy that had been weighing down the God of Destruction disappeared like a mirage.

It wasn’t that Hwangbo Yeon pushed away the energy. With her ghost-like skills, Ilmok simply withdrew the energy in an instant.

‘… What was shown during the rain was just the tip of the iceberg.’

Hwang Bo-yeon, who was once again surprised by the masked man’s skills, quickly pulled herself together and continued with what she had to do.

“My name is Hwangbo Yeon of the Hwangbo Se family. As you may remember, Cheongmok Jinin and Myeoljeolsinni fought together in the war against the Blood Cult.”

“Oh, so His Majesty Kwon Bong is here too.”

While Cheongmok Jinin tried to greet her as if nothing had happened, Myeoljeolshinni, who had come to his senses, spoke to Hwangbo Yeon.

“While we were fighting that blood cult, those vile authors were sucking the blood of the common people! Kwon Bong also participated in that war, so I believe he understands how evil they are!”

Even after a near-death experience, he was a god of destruction who was encouraged by the increase in his allies.

But unfortunately, Hwangbo Yeon had no intention of living up to Myeoljeolshinni’s expectations.

“As the God of Extinction said, if these people were sucking the blood of the common people, they would naturally take your side.”

“… What are you saying now, Kwon Bong? Does it sound like you’re saying that you might take their side?”

“Isn’t it nonsense to accuse the innocent of sin?”

“… Do you think that’s what a comrade who fought alongside you in the war against the Blood Cult would say?”

To Myeoljeolshinni’s question, Hwangbo Yeon answered firmly.

“Isn’t it more important to fairly distinguish between right and wrong than to have a relationship with someone who fought together?”

“Ha. Is that really the decision of the Hwangbo family?”

Hwangbo Yeon hesitated for a moment at Myeoljeolshinni’s question, but soon answered with a proud expression.

“It’s just my decision. However, I am proud that I am no longer just a child who relies on the Sega name.”

Even the god of destruction could not bring himself to deny her generous words.

Treating her like a child, when she had reached the pinnacle of her power at just a little over thirty years old, was no different from talking nonsense yourself.

“… Then, let’s watch and see if they really were taking care of the sheep. Or if they were just sucking their blood.”

The God of Destruction glared at Hwang Bo-yeon and the man behind her, then turned around and left without even saying a word.

The nuns of the Amipa followed her and left, followed by the Qingmok Jinin who had a complicated expression on his face and recited the Taoist scriptures before leaving.

“Immeasurable Life Buddha.”

After the nuns and priests disappeared so far away that they were no longer visible.

Hwangbo Yeon asked Ilmok with a troubled expression.

“Daehyeop. I’m worried that you may have chosen too risky a method.”

“That’s a dangerous method. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Was it really necessary to intimidate the God of Extinction like that?”

At Hwangbo Yeon’s question, Ilmok chuckled and burst into laughter.

“It was just a fight. They must have lived their whole lives like that, threatening others with the name of Amipa. In order to have an equal conversation, they first needed to put aside their arrogance.”

“So, you never intended to kill me from the beginning?”

In response to Hwangbo Yeon’s question, Ilmok simply smiled faintly without saying anything.

The eyes visible through the mask were the same, but Hwangbo Yeon seemed to know the answer without even hearing it from the smile that only raised the corners of her lips.

It was a strange feeling.

He was so kind to the common people, but he had no hesitation in killing his opponents.

‘… Now that I think about it, it was like that when I first saw it too.’

While she was reminiscing about her first encounter with the incarnation of Maitreya, Ilmok suddenly took the lottery ticket and threw it at her.

“Thank you for mediating the fight. If Kwon Bong hadn’t stepped in, there would have been a lot of bloodshed here.”

Hwangbo Yeon almost burst out laughing without realizing it.

The tone of his words was that he was grateful for being saved, but the meaning behind them was the exact opposite.

‘If I hadn’t come forward, they might have been annihilated.’

It was just funny.

When Amina and Cheongseong returned, they didn’t even seem to know that they had stuck their heads into a tiger’s jaws.

“I just did what I had to do.”

“It is something that must be done, but it is complicated. Hwangbo Se is also a member of the Murim Alliance, just like them.”

“… I was also just being cautious for the sake of mediation. I don’t know about Cheongseong, but I didn’t like Amipa’s actions very much.”

When Hwangbo Yeon subtly revealed her true feelings, Ilmok hid his feelings of interest and asked seriously.

“Was there any problem between Hwangbo Se-ga and Ami-pa? If it is a matter that is too burdensome to reveal, I apologize for my rudeness.”

“It’s not a conflict between Sega and the sect. It’s just my personal opinion.”

Hwangbo Yeon turned her head for a moment and looked in the direction where the nun Amipa had left, then opened her mouth again.

“It is clear that the Tang family committed a great mistake in the Sacheon Bidong Blood Cult, but the Amipa clan clung to the Sacheon Tang family until the very end. Even while the civilians were being massacred by the Blood Cult, their priority was revenge.”

Hwangbo Yeon made a bitter expression and turned her head again to look at Ilmok.

“It was the same after that. He hid under the pretext of stabilizing the sect that was devastated by the fight with the Tang family, but he only quietly showed his head during the final battle and tried to claim his military merits.”

“… I’m hesitant to say this, but for someone who calls himself a prominent political party, you are truly a petty person.”

“What a small-minded person. Hahaha. I think the only person who can describe Amipa like that is Daehyeop.”

Hwangbo Yeon, who had a lighthearted banter with the incarnation of Maitreya, soon took on a serious expression and asked.

“But, is that okay? I know it may be presumptuous of me to ask, but if the Maitreya Buddhism exploited the common people, I would also raise my hand against them.”

At Hwangbo Yeon’s warning that wasn’t a warning, Ilmok laughed heartily.

“I’m the one who’s worried. I wonder what kind of wicked things they’ll do to find fault with something that doesn’t even exist.”

“… Even so, would it be necessary to try to create a crime that does not exist?”

To Hwangbo Yeon’s question, Ilmok simply smiled without giving much of an answer.

‘He is righteous, but he is still righteous.’

She seemed to believe that if it was a political party, the final line would not be crossed.

Unlike Ichimoku himself.

* * *

Cheongseong and Ami.

They were badly injured.

In the Sacheonbi-dong bloodshed, each of the factions lost many promising later-generation leaders to the Tang family and the Blood Cult, and each of them lost many of their masters while fighting against the Tang family and the Blood Cult.

But as the saying goes, even if a rich man falls, his family will last for three generations, and even after suffering so much damage, the two sects were still the most powerful forces in Sacheon.

One, they could not be satisfied with the current situation.

It had only been a few years since the sect was weakened by successive battles, and they still remembered their original form.

Thus, Ami and Cheongseong formed a temporary alliance.

While they were fighting the war, they began to eradicate the Sima Weidao sect, which had begun to grow in size throughout Sichuan, and divided the entire Sichuan into two sects.

Since it was originally a place that was controlled by three forces, including Sacheondangga, they expected that once the reorganization was over, it would be able to rise to become an even greater sect.

So, starting from Chengdu City, the provincial capital of Sichuan and where Danggata was based, they began to deal with Sima Weidao and Heukdao.

So, they drove out those who they arbitrarily defined as ‘black’, rather than those who called themselves ‘black’.

Of course, since the two sects claim to be separate sects, they did not immediately start wielding swords.

Just as I had done when I visited the Mireukmyeonggyo, I simply drove them away with kind words.

The problem is often those who refuse that kindness and act in abusive ways.

Like the Maitreya Bridge of today.

“What are you planning to do?”

To the question of the Qingmok Jinin, Myeoljeolshinni answered with a irritated expression.

“Why are you asking such an obvious question? Shouldn’t we do it the way we did before?”

“Are you saying this in front of Hwangbo Se-ga’s Kwon Bong?”

“Tsk.”

The God of Destruction clicked his tongue as if it was a bother and answered.

“Didn’t you say that Kwon Bong-do? If they were sucking the blood of the common people, then they would stand on our side.”

“… Then, I should first instruct my disciples to look after the civilians.”

After making a decision, they began to gather information by sending their disciples to the villages and counties where the Mireukmyungyo sect was established, including Gwangwonhyeon.

And the news that came back was just plain absurd.

“… In which village was there no place where money was stolen?”

“They say that instead of taking their money, they not only give them food and prescribe medicine, but they even teach those who can’t read and write.”

Upon hearing the report from the great disciple, the Qingmok Jinin fell into deep thought.

‘No matter how I look at it, they seem to be a political party. Is it really right to attack them?’

Of course, among those who were driven out by Cheongseong and Ami, there were some who called themselves the Jeongpa.

However, these breakwaters were also collecting money little by little from the civilians.

As a token of appreciation for protecting them from the Dark Sword, a small amount of protection money was paid.

Even this was the same for Amina and Cheongseongdo. The only difference was that it was done in the form of a ‘donation’ rather than a ‘transaction’.

But where on earth do they get the money to show such mercy?

Since he couldn’t find an answer even after thinking about it alone, Cheongmok Jinin talked to Myeoljeolshinni again.

“Huh. It’s obvious. It’s probably one of two things. Either they’re trying to intimidate the civilians into lying, or they’re pretending to lend money for a while and then trying to collect more money later. It’s a tactic often used by scammers.”

“… … .”

Cheongmok Jinin somehow had a gut feeling that it would be neither of the two.

But since saying something like that would only lead to an argument with the Extinct One, the Qingmok Jinin pointed out another problem.

“Whether it was the civilians who were being coerced or the bastards were swindlers, isn’t the problem that there is no evidence?”

Cheongmok Jinin secretly wanted to use this as an excuse to get out of this matter.

Since there was also Kwon Bong’s interference, I thought that Jang Moon-in and the other elders would understand to this extent.

But with the subsequent reaction of the Extinction God, the Qingmok Jinnin realized that something was wrong.

As soon as his question was finished, a smile appeared on the corner of the Extinction God’s mouth.

“Since the fact that they are evil people remains unchanged, all we have to do is create evidence.”

A smile like that of a snake or scorpion, which is hard to find in a Buddhist monk.